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A Fairy Tail

By

B. J. Palmer

It was getting late on a Sunday evening when dad declared it was time
for bed. I climbed up on his shoulders as I had done nearly every day
of my 7 years and demanded a bedtime story. Dad dumped me on the bed
and asked me where my favourite book of fairytales was. I reached under
my bed as I enthusiastically announced its location. Which one will
it be tonight Bronte he asked but while I was thinking a question popped
out of my brain. Why are they called fairytales dad?

Dad stopped for a minute to think, you can always tell when dad's thinking
cause he gets a little crinkly in his forehead just between his eyes.
Well, he began closing the book, it all started long ago in a far off
land. I could tell this was going to be a good one so I snuggled in
and listen attentively.

The kingdom of Coractus was ruled by a stern but wise king with a croaky
voice by the name of Aday. He had two sons, Murphious & Frazury.
Although the two boys were twins they were very different in the way
they did their thinking. Murphy was an easygoing storyteller whose best
friend was a fairy princess named Ailish. Murphy did not have much time
for the day-to-day running of the kingdom, as it was not in his nature
to make tough decisions nor to concern himself with the tit-for-tat
pettiness of the conflicts of the kingdoms constituents. He preferred
to spend his time making up stories and telling them to any and all
who would listen and he was never short of an audience as he was very
good at it. Most days he could be found in the Coractus Courtyard where
a number of writers would meet and share their stories. There they would
take turns telling their latest tails and the fairies who would gather
to listen would judge the best story of the day and the winner would
be presented with food and drink from the courtyard caretaker. Murphious
was very often the recipient of these favours.

Ever since he was young the prince's biggest fan was a fairy called
Ailish. Ailish was daughter of Melayne Grace queen of the last colony
of fairies in the land. She was unmistakably a fairy by looks and by
nature. Fairies are a curious lot, they can only be seen when they want
to be and although they love to play they have a high sense of duty
and believe it their main purpose to make dreams for children. These
dreams would be good if the child had been good but if the child had
been bad they can make their dreams so dreadful they will wake in the
night with a scream, depending on how bad the child had been. The way
they would do this is by flying into the children's bedroom at night
and sprinkling fairy dust in their eyes. This dust would contain a story
magically transformed to be absorbed into the thoughts of sleeping children.
By the morning the dust would harden and form crystals in the corner
of their eyes and the child would wipe it away without a thought. The
fairies would get the stories from the writers in the kingdom such as
Murphious and Murphious was Ailish's preferred supplier, as he would
only make up stories to give pleasant dreams.

Ever night Ailish would fly in and out of windows sprinkling fairy
dust and spreading the wonderful stories of the kingdom until one day
things were to change.

Frazury was a far more serious boy whose dedication to his father's
work had all and sundry believing he would follow his father and one
day rule the kingdom himself. This was his ambition and he believed
his right for all his hard work while his brother indulged his folly.
He would make the kingdom the greatest in the land and would demand
those who waist their time playing games and telling stories be put
to better use.

Frasury's bedroom was next to the king's bedroom and one morning while
the king was having breakfast with the queen he overheard a conversation
that rocked him to the core, the king was talking of announcing Murphious
as the heir to the thrown. Frazury is a very dutiful son but he is very
unforgiving, Muphious is more understanding than Frazury and he would
be kinder to those who need help. Frazury went into a state of panic,
how could this be, it was he who worked tirelessly for the king faithfully
learning the ways of the king so that he could take over from him when
he was no longer able to do it. Murphious shirked his duties in favour
of those retched fairies over the needs of the kingdom, how could this
be. It would not, it could not, he just can't let it happen. Frazury
began to hatch a plan. He knew that as he was first born and if the
king did not, or could not, make such a proclamation then he would be
crowned king over his brother as this was the law. But how could he
do it, how could he change his father's mind or make it so his father
could not formally let his wishes be known. Even as he was thinking
he could hear that voice in the back of his head, he knew what he would
have to do but he was not ready to admit it, not even to himself, not
yet. After breakfast he went about his business but his mind was always
thinking about what he had heard and trying to think of someway he could
stop his father's wishes becoming reality, the thought nearly made him
sick, he would be the next king of Coractus no matter what it takes.